The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-04-06
HIS REASONS WE'RE GOOD.
The Basest of Base Ingratitude Ruins
Man Who Doomed n Town.


Gate for secretary of state, is Disguised
While in Little Rock, few days ago,
Veckler showed such signs of dissatis-
faction that friend, approaching him.
said
Colonel, you don't appear to be
pleased"
Not by laundering sight"
"Whats the matterp"
''Crushed, crushed to the earth by
the base ingratitude of man whom |
thought was my friend. You know
that 1, few weeks ago, was the editor
of the West Sapling TDig, one of the
most prosperous weekly papers in Ar
kansaw.
Eyes. but do you not still own the
paperP"
"Wait." the colonel impatiently de-
manded "AIy friend, learn this, that
while am in the process of narration,
no one must disturb me. | may be
erratic, but by tho anty wrinkles on the
horn of Adams of OK, | am just"
The colonel folded his arms, bowed his
head, in striking imitation of an actor
OVERRIDING the role of approaching des~
pair, and began to walk to and fro;
while his friend, having nothing to do
but wait, waited, "a few weeks age"
the colonel continued, my prospects
were bright indeed. but ingrattude,
base and fostering with corruption,
dragged itself into my house. 1t all
came about in this way, my good
friend" said the colonel, disseminating
his dramatic walk, and seating him
self on a rustic bench. albert, Pack
ings, the founder of West Sapling, in
1uced me to start newspaper in the
town. did so. invested my all, and
the 1Wig, rosy with the blood of life
and bright-eyed in merriment, made
its appearance, My prospects improv-
ed from week to week until | had
q circulation of three hundred and
twenty-four copies; l had, my dear
friend-may justice, seated on the
throne of eternal right, wither all my
earthly aspirations if did not, after n
while, print three hundred and twenty
four copies. Albert Packings seemed
delighted with my success, and often
would he come into my Office at night
an Office which rented from him-and
ask my advice concerning municipal
matters. He came once too often, alas
once too often. One night / sat alone,
engaged on an article entitled The
Courtesies Which Should Exist Be-
tween Nations | enjoyed writing, oh,
so much. You know that used to run
a feather-bed renovator but steam
ing feathers never did occupy my
entire mind. Not so with writing,
for the pen opens up the entire
domain of thought. | had just
begun to grabble down among the fine
roots of my subject when Packings en-
tered. l greeted him pleasantly and
Dade him take a seat at my right hand
He did so. Colonel said he, nearly
every town in the south is on Il boom,
and have been thinking that we ought
to do something to boom West Saplng.
Our location is fine and few articles
written in the interest of our city will
induce people to come among us and
invest their money The idea was
Nlausible," the colonel continued, "and,
throwing aside my hali-iinished article
on The Courtesies Which Should Exist
Between Nations bent myself to the
work of booming the town. ! wrote
one article on our mining prospects,
one on our manufacturing advantages |
and one on the likelihood of our town |
becoming railroad center. When the
paper came out Packings was delighted,
and showed his appreciation by giving
me few points to work up. Well, l
kept hammering away until, sir, peo-
pie BEGAN inquiring about our town;
more than that, several men came in
and began to buy up lots. Then every
man who had lot for sale doubled his
price. was delighted-until receiv-
ed another call from Packings. He
came at night, while was engaged on
an article entitled Securing a home
in West Saplng." MY dear colonel,
said he, 1.-THE boom has struck us.
Shake" / Shook hands with him.
Eyes, SIR" he continued when he had
released my hand, "this town is on the
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